Caught on Camera: Part Three Read Online Free

watched as Cade strutted naked to the bathroom and shut the door. Damn, what a cute arse. It really was a sin to have it clothed. It was just as well he was into showing it off to the world.
    And he was right, of course. It wouldn’t do to use up all their sexual energy now. They had work to give their attention to, a movie to make and soon Bret—hung like a donkey—would be here ready for action.
    Reece sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his toes sinking into the deep pile carpet. He recalled the script—the cowboy ménage a trois fantasy being realized for his character Timothy. He’d never even thought about a cowboy fantasy—it certainly wasn’t one of his—but the ménage a trois was. Hell, yeah, he’d have some of that threesome action.
    A shiver of anticipation ran up his spine. All those months with just his own hand and now he’d have two lovers to play with. It was all pre-planned and with a third party, he couldn’t imagine they’d change things around like they’d done last time. It was going to get hot and sweaty and he was going to be wham bam in the middle of it all.
    He’d have cocks in his mouth and mouths on his cock. There’d be fucking and being fucked, his hole taking it all and his dick spurting.
    His shaft surged some more. He was horny just thinking about it—he hoped to hell he wouldn’t show himself up and come too early. Perhaps he should jack a quick one out before the show? Just so he wasn’t as on the edge as he was now.
    He stood, reached for the glass of water by the bed and took a gulp. He could hear the shower running. Cade was getting ready to go. He’d give the guy his privacy—everyone needed privacy to get ready for a good hard arse pounding.
    Walking to the window, he reached for one of the soft hotel robes. He tugged it on and covered his hard-on. The air conditioning was cool but he reckoned he’d be glad of that when things heated up.
    He pulled back a curtain and stared out at the Vegas skyline, which shimmered in the heat. But he didn’t really see it. He was too caught up in the story, the script and the way the movie they were making would be going today. This hotel room, this room he’d slept in with Cade, was going to be his canvas for creating a seriously hot sex scene. It was a far cry from decorating with paint and paper. Now he would fill it with naked skin, spunk and cries of delight.
    He smiled to himself then turned when there was a knock at the door.
    He walked over to open it. “Donna,” he said as he pulled it wide. “Good morning to you.”
    “Well I hope you had a decent amount of sleep,” she said, frowning at him. “Because it’s going to be a long day for you and if you’ve been at it all night with lover boy then you’re going to peak too early.”
    He sighed. “I promise I will not peak too early and besides, we just slept last night.”
    She huffed. “Yeah, I believe you, though millions wouldn’t. Where’s Cade?”
    It was clear to Reece that she didn’t believe him at all but he couldn’t be bothered to argue. “He’s in the shower. Getting ready.”
    “Good, I need you showered too—and shaved. You need to look like you’ve preened for this big occasion with the cowboy. This is one of Timothy’s lifelong fantasies and he’d be excited and smart.” She held up a checked red shirt and dark denims. “This is what you’re wearing. A bit yank to emphasis the cowboy theme.”
    Reece fingered the shirt. It was soft flannel. “I like it.”
    “Good.” She pressed it to him. “The jeans should fit just fine. Make sure you go commando.”
    “Of course.”
    There was another bang on the door.
    Donna reached behind herself and opened it.
    “Morning,” Jack murmured, strolling in. He didn’t make eye contact with either Donna or Reece, just headed for the curtains. He pulled them all wide, letting light flood the room.
    “Right, you get to it,” Donna said, wafting her arm in Jack’s direction. “And I’ll